I was able to go over [Saxophone Competition] and work a little more in Europe. I'm thankful that those of kinds of things. Simultaneously, some nice things did come in. I got a nice festival that came in, in Virginia through that. There was a club that opened in DC in the famous Willard Hotel near the White House. And the club was called The Nest. I played there a few nights. Some musicians in Philly and D. C. kind of brought me down and got me on a couple things. So things opened up a little bit.
I grew up in a very old-fashioned Roman Catholic, Italian-Irish family in Philly.
In Philly when it's good, there is no better place.
John Kerry couldn't even order a Philly cheesesteak properly.
There's a certain level of realness in Philly. You know, just - people are people. You know, it doesn't matter who you are or who you think you are, you're just a person in Philly.
I got pulled over when I was behind the wheel of a Porsche in Philly once for what we call DWB - Driving While Black.
When I was in college in Philly, there was a lot of post-punks hardcore like, rock. Sixties, retro, proto-Strokes kind of bands.
Because Cards' fans are the most knowledgeable and loyal in all of baseball, they booed almost reluctantly, polite as booing goes, what would have passes as a standing ovation in Philly.
